Imagine

Poem about living with dyslexia

 

Imagine

 

Not being able to write

Are you ready?

Do you have a pen?

Yes, but not quite …

 

All the people

You know them

Seemingly

But, not quite

 

In this day and age

Schools are everywhere

But, not quite

For everyone knows

 

Little John

Attending school

Climbing a hill

Everyday, made out

Of letters, everyday

The same portion of

Alphabet soup

 

Many thoughts linger

Through his mind

He cannot write them down

Convinced he is

The only one

Left behind

 

To remember by heart

After all the lessons

He has learnt

Passing his exams

His diploma shining

On the wall

Unprepared

For the fall

 

Into the real world

 

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

A diagnosed learning disorder means gigantic obstruction in the development of every human. Though, I often asked myself if there areperhaps just incapable teachers who aren't recognizing the deficits of an individual and therefor they can't offer any appropriate educational concept? I mean, everyone has got something to offer and this way it is wrong when the cognitive learning is being categorized. It is judging, and the society doens't offer satisfactory models, so dyslexia people, e.g., in Germany, they end their education with the 8th or 9th grade, skipping into the labours jobs with almost no chance to jump out of their not (!) self chosen box; their artistical skills and talents might remain for ever undiscovered. Sad! I loved your command of language in this deep piece of work. I also adored the playfullness of the poem.
Little John
Attending school
Climbing a hill
Everyday, made out
Of letters, everyday
The same portion of
Alphabet soup --------------great stanzas, loved them all, I picked this one...so the little John was a dreamer, a small creator, he loved wind and weather and hills and rivers. He knew more about this universe......than every so called or what I call with my foreigner English - "House-mouse" kid, observing this world through the screen of his computer. In fact, the so called talented kids might become knowing just in a particular field and the dyslexia person would be the real knowing one, sensing the complexity of this univese by his or her direct experience in the uncountable observations of flora and fauna and hill and sun and their connection to the universe. Great write!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

I have known people with this problem and can truly empathize with these empathetic words. Thanks.
Light,
Siddartha

[AK]

I couldn't wait to get out of high school, hated it. Now I wish I would have realized the opportunities for those who have a good education. I sure would have paid more attention in every class, every day.

Very nicely done!

[Dani California]

As disheartening as this reality is...
I believe you've captured it brilliantly.

We can only learn so much in school,
but to be prepared for the real world is
something else entirely.. and cannot be
found in books, but only by experiences.
Therefore "falling" is inevitable... and is a must...
in order to learn how to get back up and
walk again.

Awesome work! Truly...

[bluessadmood]

yes i have always known that schools sometimes are very hard job for some unlucky students ,i was sure they had some difficulty learning things that are very easy to others,those poor kids always pass unnoticed,and they usually drop early out of leaning classes,without being noticed ,i have always known there were some gaps in the teaching system ,those boys always pass unnoticed ,its really tragic,this is very serious matter i have always thought of that ,very nice and thoughtful writing,M